Sunday, June 12, 2011

i laughed, i cried. it moved me, bob.

i have been totally MIA in bloggyland for a while now. i guess that's reasonable since i just moved to a new state last week. things in my world have been so hectic and chaotic and emotional and exciting. at least i'm telling myself that they're exciting.... they'll get exciting, right?

whenever you move, putting your new house together is like remaking a puzzle. except, now the puzzle that you've been used to for ages is in a different shape and the pieces don't all fit and you have to figure out which ones to chuck and you also have to acquire some new pieces to fill holes that previously didn't exist. and i think that applies to both houses and other parts of life too. i'm not trying to wax philosophical here, but i'm just trying to figure out how we fit here. and which things can stay & which things need to go.

we moved into my in-laws house. they have a big, beautiful house so there's plenty of space for us, but things run differently in every household and just learning how to live with people, no matter how much you like them, can get complicated. and in being here, we have both more & less space than before. it's tricky, i tell you. and for the first time since brooke was born, i'm not sharing a bedroom wall with her anymore. she's downstairs and we're across the house & up the stairs. i'm glad she's old enough to not need me very often in the night anymore, but it still seems pretty far away. i wouldn't even be able to hear her if she cried.

i'm sorry i'm not funny tonight, but i can't mentally be anywhere other than where i am right now. i just wanted to check in with you guys & say hi & i miss you & i hope to be back into the land of blog before long with new stories and time to read all that's going on in your worlds.

Adjustments, no matter how much you love the people, are difficult for a short time. Many many moons ago when I was single and wanting to buy a house, I moved into my mom's place and over took her upstairs in order to save moula. We shared a kitchen and a living room and we had some rocky moments, but than a rhythm started and eventually it became old hat. It will happen for all of you too! Glad you made it safely my friend. xxoo

OK, first off. My comment was deleted because I left out a word which would have completely changed what I was going to say. I hope that will satisfy anyone's curiosity ("What was so bad he had to delete it??").Now...what Oilfield said. We CAN'T be funny all the time. I, on the other hand, can be funny LOOKING all the time.Did you move something that you then had to throw away? I hate it when that happens. Mrs. Penwasser felt the same way, but I convinced her not to toss me to the curb on Garbage Day (not to be confused with Arbor Day).

I have been wondering where you'd been, but, as always, real life takes precedent. I really didn't mind you waxing philisophical there. I think that's super true. Some stuff can and needs to be left behind.